It was kind of odd you know like having sex with your socks on.” “Yeah I get that. She was cute but a bit too reserved. Don’t get me wrong, some...people like that but I get where you’re coming from.” “You know what they say; different strokes for different folks.” “Well there’s certainly some stroking going on tonight, just not so much in here.” I gave Jess a wink. “The night’s still young. You never know your luck.” She gave me a grin and as she left she said. “Enjoy the next one.” As she. I poked him again. And he didn't move. "Peter, come on, we landed."I grabbed his shoulder, and pulled him back against the seat. He was asleep, he was a really deep sleeper. I grabbed his shoulders, and shock him like crazy, and he finally woke up. "What?" he muttered, sitting up straight, and rubbed his eyes. He had a red mark on the side of his face where he had been asleep against the wall. I laughed at it, and handed him one of the compacts from my purse so he could look. He muttered to. John ran what amounted to a home for divorcees with no place to go and nothing to do with children to raise. He had turnover but the current batch had been with him for many years.In all, there were twenty eight children, roughly half were his. Three of the women and two older teenagers worked outside the home and two women and three teens took care of the home and large communal family. Each woman had her own bedroom which she shared with her own children in one king-size bed, and it didn't. How…how are you, Tom?’ Ann said, disappointed. She really didn’t want to have to deal with him again today. She could barely remember what he looked like. ‘Hey, babe, I’m fine,’ he said, ‘Look, the reason I called is I got nothin’ to do this afternoon and I got to thinkin’ maybe you and I could get together. Whatta ya say?’ ‘I…I don’t know,’ Ann said hesitantly. She was starting to recall who he was and knew she didn’t really want to see him again. ‘Come on, babe, what’s the matter,’ he.